So it's been 8 months since I've written in here: it seems like it's time. I like writing in my DevArt journal because nobody really reads it, so I can be open with everything but not have to put anything on private and feel like I'm keeping secrets.

So my life. Hrm. Nothing really interesting. Well, these past 8 months have been something else, but nothing AMAZING.
Here are the highlights, so I can move on:
I've had two uncles die (both dad's side of the family)
I've been hanging out with Alyssa tons&tons
Workworkworkwork
Gotten REALLY into steampunk
Met this guy&fell&got hurt
Got told (basically) I'm not worth keeping in someone elses life.
(wow, that one still stings.)
Wooooooork
(kindafallingforsomeone~)


So now the boring things!
I have more tattoos now, 15 total. I'll possibly stop someday, but for now I'm having way too much fun getting them.
I keep dwelling on Rick. I know nobody who reads this knows the situation, but I don't feel the need to repeat it. I'm just frustrated at myself at this point because I can't seem to get him out of my head. So many little things remind me of him, and as much as I just want to be done with it, I can't. It's so annoying

I'm going to go home and paint after work, I hope that helps out whatever it is that's wrong with me right now.

BUT
On a good note.
I am much, much happier with where I am at in life. I've realized that none of my friends are in the same place as me (not physically, but mentally, emotionally, and financially) which is kindof hard to deal with. Some days I'm so happy with where I am and I feel independent and "queen of the world"-ish, but then there are other days where I just feel like I'm playing catch-up. Like I'm waiting for everyone else in my life to reach the point I'm at, so we can all walk together. But I really don't want to sit and wait for them forever.

Oh well.


Over and out

Jet

Considering I just uploaded some new pics, I figured I should update.

Work is amazing, life is going good.
Still single, still white, still Jewish.

Something needs to change!

There are some days that I wake up and think "DAMN I look good."

This is not one of those mornings.

I feel that the best part of today was the fact that I started my period, after freaking out because I was much to late to be comfertable. First time I've been late in a long while, but I'm sure it's just stress and new medication.


And I found out that my (uncle) died yesterday. I'm actually not totally sure what his relation to me is, all I know is that he's part of my family, and he is now dead.
Ok, found out that he really is my uncle.

Why does my family like to die?

Oh well.

I'm going to start celebrating death in the family with cake,
so if you see me eating cake,
ask who died.


Go figure.


over and out,
-jet

I feel kinda bad because I'm constantly reading my friends' journals on this, but I never update me-self, so here is an update (you know, the update of the month I try to do....>.>

So, mainly all I've been doing is working. And trying to rid myself of the Texas Boy. Yes, we're apart, both emotionally and physically now. It feels good to be single, but he doesn't seem to understand that single means not with each other. But I'm sure he'll understand someday.

Lessee, where did I leave off with ya'all?

Oh yeah.
I quit Fat Rascals in a way not so...happy, and am now almost full-time at Home Depot (yay for 35+hours a weeeek!). Too bad there are a few guys crushing on me there that makes it a tad awkward. And it's not just me being delusional because I want some attention. Seriously, one of them leaves really crappy poetry on my voicemail DAILY. I'm hoping to get some sort of a point across by the fact that I don't answer my phone, and I don't return calls, but....>.> I dunno. But it's all good, because someone else there really has become the other end of the see-saw, keeping me sane while I'm there. So he keeps me sane while the other guys drive me carazay.

Uhm....
I just hurt my shoulder this weekend. Not sure how, but I somehow ended up throwing my entire Tripezial muscle (on the left side--neck, shoulderblade, down to back) into a knot that would not come undone, and it hurt like a biiiiitch so I had to go to the ER and they gave me a sling, and muscle relaxers, and pain pills. And I took a day off of work, and then I was on light duty, and it's really neato to see how sweet some of the guys are around there if you're injured. Like...they won't even let you pick up really light things one-handed, it's awesome. ^^

And uhm....It's Almost Bumbershooooot! I'm so happy. My fav. irish-ish band is playing, and if I don't get that day off of work, I'm skipping just to go up and see them. OH EM GEE. I can't wait.

And yesterday I totally bought two new shirts and a new jacket from Old Navy, that make me look very aweomse, so I'm happy. ^-^ I also went shopping with Corey, and while we were at the mall we ran into Cary, and so all three of us went to Castles and looked around for no real reason except for that Corey had never been there before. And we took Cary to LaLaLand Chocolates, and I bought them all little truffles of orgasmic goodness. But YAY. Hadn't seen Cary OR Corey in a while, so it was totally worth my shoulder hurting more.
Then later in the night I had Rochelle and Owen over, and we watched Green Street Hooligans, and made fun of it, and Rochelle left a really creepy message on my cell phone that made all of us laugh. ^^. Then I went to Quinn's house and played with his dogs. I swear, I go over there just for the dog factor, because they are so damn cute. And they LOOOOOVE me. ^^
Too bad my kitty is totally cuter.



wha-BAM.

--jeny

brandon's at tech school until september, and then sometime after that we're both moving up to alaska to his base. Until he gets moved again.

I'm still at fat rascals, but now I have another job at Home Depot, so I'll be working two jobs this summer, and be taking 2-3 online courses for OC. So I guess my life will be pretty much shot to shit.

Not too much of a change, eh?
I mean really, when was the last time you guys saw me?

Oh G-d I'm turning Emo.



I get paid on the 5th.
Oh please oh please oh please oh please
have my raise.
10 days.


Not much else.
If you wanna hang before I get killed for the summer, gimme a call or something.
DO SOMETHING.





Ok, cool.





work in 1.5 hours.


DAMNIT.